Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1162 The painting you put in your sleeve (additional one)

When returning to Chen's residence, the village head Chen invited Qi Xiucai to drink tea.

Xia Baoer was dragged away by Ms. Chen alone.

"I think you look like a young lady too. How high is your father?" Miss Chen asked lightly as she walked in the corridor with her.

Xia Baoer said with a smile: "There is no grade."

"Heh! Not even a grade?"

Miss Chen immediately gave Xia Baoer a look of pity.

"No wonder, I think you look strange, with big eyes and tender skin, but you are not beautiful at all."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and touched her cheek.

Yan Hao heard it from the side, and felt disgusted in his heart.

Xia Bao'er didn't seem to care at all: "You are the most beautiful, it is his luck that that man can marry you."

"Oh, I love hearing what you say! Okay, I'll just say this to you. I'll give you another gold bar later!"

The little girl suppressed the urge to laugh, and nodded quietly.

She seemed to have no intention of asking: "However, since your husband is thinking of his lover in the capital, why don't you help him?"

"Fulfillment? Impossible! As soon as I saw him, I fell in love with him. This is the first time I have seen such a handsome man. He must be my husband-in-law!"

Miss Chen said, staring at Xia Bao'er: "You promised me that you would help me, you won't go back on your word?"

"No, don't worry."

When the two walked into the yard, Ms. Chen lowered her voice: "You are eavesdropping at the door, I let you in, and if you come in again, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, do you understand?"

Xia Baoer nodded, expressing her understanding.

Afterwards, Ms. Chen opened the door and went in.

After closing the door, she could still hear her calling delicately: "Lang Jun, I'm back, do you miss me~"

Yan Hao rubbed her arms beside Xia Bao'er: "It's too cold, I can't listen anymore."

Tan Xingjian was not asleep, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, staring at Ms. Chen with resentment.

Miss Chen sat on the edge of the bed and put her hand on his chest.

"Let me tell you, we are destined for marriage, so don't think about that girl."

"Get out, don't touch me." Tan Xingjian's voice was full of disgust.

Miss Chen was annoyed, and asked Jiaoman: "How am I not as good as her? Tell me, what's so good about her!"

Tan Xingjian gritted his teeth: "She is more understanding than you, smarter than you, and more beautiful and dignified than you. You can't even match her finger."

"You!" Miss Chen felt humiliated, had she ever been wronged like this?

"Okay, you still miss her so much, but you don't know that she's already dead!"

Tan Xingjian was stunned: "Stop talking nonsense, you don't even know who she is."

Miss Chen laughed: "Why don't I know, I saw the painting you put in your sleeve!"

Only then did Tan Xingjian's complexion change.

"Impossible... how is this possible?"

Miss Chen saw that she was frightening him, so she struck while the iron was hot and said, "I made some inquiries in the capital, and I heard that she slipped into the water and drowned!

There is a lady from the capital at the door, she also knows about this, I asked her to come in to be a witness, you will know as soon as you ask! "

Tan Xingjian lost his mind for a moment: "Drowning? How could she drown? Isn't she very powerful?"

Miss Chen saw that he was devastated, and she was a little proud that her plan was about to succeed.

So she called: "Who is that, come in."

Just now she forgot to ask the girl's name.

That's all, it's not important.

The door was gently pushed open from the outside.

The slight wind rushed into the room with the cool breath of rain.

The slim figure at the door suddenly fell into Tan Xingjian's eyes.

(End of this chapter)